It Still Feels Weird Seeing My Friends At This Angle Though I Should Really Accustomed To It Having Done

It still feels weird seeing my friends at this angle though I should really accustomed to it having done it a handful of times now.

 - Bro we can’t thank you enough for letting us borrow most of your mass. We promise to win our contests and when we’re back we’ll return you to your rightful size . . . . . also maybe we can try this in our private time? Honestly we think you’re cute like this and we can’t get enough with our new size . . . . . and we still haven’t tried if the two of us can share our mass to you.

Molnar + Curry

The Great Shift:Modern Family - Part 2

The long awaited part 2 for my Great Shift story inspired by a chat with @thegreatstoryteller! Took longer than I wanted because of work and 400 other ideas, but it's done now so enjoy!

Part 1

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The Great Shift was a disastrous event for many people. Suddenly thrust into another random body at the whims of the universe in some freak cosmic accident, many lives were irreparably changed as the world adjusted to the new status quo. People were still trying to work out the cause of the strange phenomenon, but until they did, many people were stuck in the new lives they had woken up in, forced to get used to their new reality. Among them were the Haversford family, and this is their story...

Lindsey - Daughter

“I can’t believe we did that…” Linsey muttered as she paced back and forth. She couldn’t really blame either of them for what had happened that morning, not if she was being honest with herself. She’d woken up in a strange body with a guy’s ass pressed against her, and almost on autopilot they had gone at it. It had just been her body’s instincts; that had to be it! It’s not like it was every day you woke up in a body so wildly different from your usual one with some hot little twink grinding his perky little bubble butt against your-

Earlier that morning…

Lindsey and Derek had woken up under the assumption it was any other day, but it was far from it. The first thing either noticed was the other person in bed with them. Derek had gone to sleep with his wife in bed next to him, but that was clearly not the case now. He could feel a pair of muscular arms wrapped around his body and a hard, thick cock nestled between ass cheeks. There were so many things wrong with the situation he didn’t know where to start, but the slow roll of the guy's hips served as a great place. 

It was deliciously slow, almost as if he didn’t quite realise he was doing it. If Derek thought about it at all he’d be alarmed at how nice it felt, but right now he couldn’t focus on anything else. The cock slotted between his cheeks perfectly as the pair ground together, in perfect sync even though on some level Derek knew this wasn’t his body. It just felt too good. 

Lindsey was much the same as Derek was. She had gone to sleep alone, but when she woke up feeling large with her muscular arms wrapped around a small, tight body there was this need to claim him. The powerful masculine body she now inhabited had this need to fuck the smaller man curled against her, and who was going to say no to a tight hole? That same mix of unfamiliarity and sleepiness that Derek was experiencing let her new bodies instincts take over; and right now those instincts wanted to fuck.

From there sex was inevitable. Derek didn’t do anything to stop it, in fact he was the one that had reached for the lube in the nightstand whilst Lindsey pulled down the tight little shorts Derek’s new body had on. Within moments Lindsey’s new cock was lubed up and sliding into Derek’s perfectly formed ass. It was both of their first times having gay sex, but it certainly didn’t feel like it from how easy and in sync they felt together. 

It was blissful, the perfect way to wake up. Until reality came crashing down around them…

~~~

It was only once they’d finished fucking that either truly realised what was wrong with their bodies. The lust-filled haze that had overtaken their tired brains had faded away, only the cold hard truth that they weren’t in their own bodies remained. 

She pulled herself out of bed and frowned as she looked around the room, eyes eventually settled on a mirror on a nearby wall. The change was obvious even in how this body walked as she strode over to it, needing to confirm if what she felt was actually true. 

She would have liked to think she wasn’t going to be surprised at her new reflection after having used the body for sex just now, but that wasn’t the case. The sight of such an attractive and distinctly male body looking back at her from the mirror wasn’t something she really knew what to do with. The guy was sexy, really sexy. But it wasn’t her; it was about as far away as she could’ve imagined being from her original self. Rough, hairy skin and thick muscle had replaced the soft femininity she was so used to, and all that bulk was championed by the meaty cock that now swung between her legs. 

The very one she’d just used to fuck whoever the twink still in bed was. 

Why not enjoy the body a little whilst she has it though? Looking at herself in the mirror and being able to watch this body bounce its pecs was amazing. She’d never really appreciated muscle on a guy before, but now she had it she could understand the appeal. She bounced her new pecs once, twice, three times before giving in and giving them a squeeze, feeling the muscle go from soft to hard underneath her hands as she flexed and relaxed. Even the new hair felt right on pecs like these, it didn’t feel as wrong as she was expecting it to as she touched her stolen body.

The sound of footsteps snapped her out of the strange self-worship session she had begun without realising. The guy he’d just topped was awake, and seemed to be just as curious about his body as she was. 

All Lindsey could do was watch as the twink came to stand next to him by the large mirror. The size difference between the two was far more obvious now than it had been when they’d been fucking, her new body was far larger than he had first realised now there was another person to compare the size against.

“I’m guessing you’re not in your right body either…” Lindsey said as the twink approached. Even the voice sounded wrong, all deep and masculine as she asked the question; here’s hoping this wouldn’t last long.

The twink smiled as he twisted around, apparently in an attempt to get a good look at every angle of his new body. “No, no, not in the slightest. I was far older than this. Bigger too.” The way the smaller man spoke was far different from what he expected of a young twink, all but confirming the assumption before the twink could finish speaking. 

At least she wasn’t alone in this. It would’ve been far worse if whatever had happened to her was only done to her, so it was unfortunately comforting to know there was at least one other. 

“So you don’t mind being in a different body? I was a girl last I knew.” 

The twink looked up, slightly surprised. “You were? Well I’ll be darned, I would never have guessed that based on how you were this morning.”

Lindsey scratched the back of her neck, wincing a little in embarrassment. “Yeah, I was just as surprised as you were. I could show you what I looked like if you want.” She gestured at the phone sitting on the side of the bed she’d woken up on. “That must be mine, or this body’s. Let’s hope it has face ID or something…”

Lindsey walked over and picked up the sleek black device from where it lay beside the bed. She was relieved when it unlocked when she held it up to her masculine face. It only took a few moments as she walked back over to navigate to one of her social media accounts where she could show the twink how she used to look; a stark contrast to how she looked now. 

“Here.” She said, holding out the phone for the smaller man to take. “This was me.”

The twink took the phone and frowned as he tapped on it a couple of times to bring up one of the pictures in more detail. It took a couple of seconds, but a strange look of realisation seemed to dawn on the twink’s face.

He turned the phone around and pointed to one of the faces in the photo he’d been looking at, her father, Derek’s face. “Lindsey? It-It’s me, Dad.” 

Derek - father

Derek’s ass was still throbbing from the sex that morning whilst he watched the man that was apparently his daughter pace back and forth. Considering the body he found himself in, he didn’t have much choice but to accept the claim. 

“Look,” Derek sighed, “it’s not like we knew any better, just following whatever instincts these bodies seem to have…” It was the best theory he could come up with, especially now he had a chance to look around the room they were in a little more. 

It was a well-designed room, deep purple walls and hardwood floors added to the overall ‘modern’ look the leather bed frame and mirrored wall gave the place. On closer inspection the mirror had actually been a very large wardrobe built into the wall, and was the one the pair had been admiring themselves in minutes ago. It had the pictures of both of their new bodies together framed around the room that had been the biggest give away. Whoever’s bodies they now occupied were clearly in some type of long-term romantic relationship based on the nature of the photos; there were ones of them smiling together and kissing at various famous locations around the world. From the Eiffel Tower in France to the Taj Mahal in India, they’d done it all. 

“Some strong instincts though…” Lindsey said. She had finally stopped pacing around and taken a seat beside the twink her father now was on the bed. “I can still feel it now, even though we just…”

“Had sex?” Derek finished.

“Yeah. That.”

Derek had been trying to reconcile the woman he knew his daughter was and the man in front of him ever since they’d accidentally made the discovery not long ago. His ass almost screaming to get fucked again didn’t help one bit. It was like some fire within him had been relit; a need for sex he hadn’t felt in decades thrummed through this body in waves and made Derek want to jump into his daughter’s lap and ride that same cock again. 

“We’ve just got to, fuck I don’t know…” Derek said after a few minutes of tense silence. He was meant to be the responsible adult here, but all this damn body could think about was cock. Just how horny could one guy be?

~~~

And nothing helped the horniness. 

Distance from the huge man that was his daughter helped a little, but the need to get fucked only grew as the days past. It was all he could think about eventually. He couldn’t go out because he was worried about doing something stupid like walking into traffic because he was trying not to replay their first morning together over and over in his head.

That’s what led him to walking in on Lindsey working out on the balcony of their place after getting back from a walk, deep grunts and groans of exertion coming from the muscular man Lindsey now was. 

And Derek was harder than he’d ever been as he watched. Lindsey had seemed to become a lot more comfortable with her body over the first week they’d spent in their new bodies, and this was the culmination of all this build up. 

“Lindsey, what’re you doing?” Derek asked as he stood by the door, eyes transfixed as the now older man continued his makeshift workout. 

Lindsey sighed and paused the set she was in the middle of, slightly annoyed her flow had been interrupted. “I know this all sucks Dad, but what can we do? There’s no sign of changing back and it’s been a week, I can’t put off looking after this body and what it needs any longer, it’s not healthy.” 

She jumped down and took a step closer to Derek, then another; eventually close enough to rest a large hand on his slim shoulder. The smaller man gulped as the huge sweaty form he’d been trying all week not to think about. “If I’m stuck in this body I’m doing it right; not like I can resist these fucking masculine instincts anyway. Though I’m sure you can relate to that can’t you?”

Derek was right on the edge. He’d been so good all week, tried so hard to not think about the powerful man this body craved, but now here he was, directly confronted by that very man in a space he couldn’t easily escape. He felt himself nodding before he realised he was doing it, the floodgates of his resistance finally worn down enough to collapse completely. 

This horny little body just needed the big strong man in front of him too much. 

“Please…” It came out as barely a whisper, but Derek knew by the smirk that his plea had been heard loud and clear. 

“Please what?”

Derek knew the answer, they both did. Neither knew how, but the next words out of Derek’s mouth weren’t a surprise to either of them.

“Please Daddy…”

3 months later…

Leon and Derek were out to dinner one evening three months later to celebrate. It had been a bumpy road to where they were now, but they got there. The news had come out a month or two in that there was likely no going back to who they used to be, but by the time that happened it was welcome news to both men. Lindsey had started going by Leon instead after a few weeks had passed, the name feeling far more fitting with each load the new man shot inside his boy’s ass. He’d lost quite a few years whilst Derek had gained a fair few, but Leon found himself enjoying everything about their new life as the weeks went by.

He was powerful and strong, had the respect of everyone around him that he could never quite garner as a young woman in the current world, and Leon had some ideas he was going to use this body to put in motion. He hadn’t told Derek yet, but he’d been working on getting their family back together in whatever state they were now in. Just because he was nearly 20 years older and gay now, didn’t mean he’d totally forgotten about Lindsey and her family. 

“Daddy, what’re you thinking about?” A soft voice said from across the table. 

That was the other thing. Derek had taken to his new submissive role like a duck to water once he’d let himself give in to what his body wanted. Being called Daddy all the time came as a surprise at first, but it felt oddly right after he’d given it a chance; the fact that Derek couldn’t stop himself despite how hard he tried helped force him to get used to it too. 

Derek blushed and glanced away, but loved the casual affection nevertheless. “Thanks Daddy… I love you too.” 

The pair had evolved past who they used to be after weeks of fucking and cuddling with the new instincts and desires that plagued the new bodies, but had grown comfortable and phappy together as a Daddy and his boy. 

To be continued…?

My boyfriend Jay and I went to the gym for some exercise. I’m the bodybuilder type and went for some heavier weights while he went for cardio. I don’t know why but throughout the day I kept bumping into this small dude and every time we’d get more annoyed by each other. On the final encounter he flew far and almost hit his head and that’s where he cursed me to feel like he did and he stormed off.

Meeting up with Jay I felt a cold chill and while looking at Jay I saw that he was growing. With every move he got bigger, slowly but surely he grew and surpassed me and then some more it was so surreal but no one else but me noticed this happening. When he was done was walking towards me and my god he was huge way taller and wider than me, honestly I didn’t know if I felt scared or excited but soon after he tripped and hit me hard.

He was sorry and was able to scoop me up with ease, lifting me while my feet left dangling way up in the air and kissed me. Seems the curse changed him to be clumsy but not everything is bad. I can somewhat get used I hope while looking at my boyfriends junk that looks inhumane.

The Great Shift:Modern Family - Part 1

Hey all! This idea came about from a chat I had with @thegreatstoryteller, so I hope you enjoy it! Yes this is part 1, so there will be more of it before long.

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The Great Shift was a disastrous event for many people. Suddenly thrust into another random body at the whims of the universe in some freak cosmic accident, many lives were irreparably changed as the world adjusted to the new status quo. People were still trying to work out the cause of the strange phenomenon, but until they did, many people were stuck in the new lives they had woken up in, forced to get used to their new reality. Among them were the Haversford family, and this is their story...

Nathan - Son

Nathan had woken up like it was any other day when the shift had happened. Something felt wrong as he rolled over and reached towards the nightstand on the left side of the bed, only to be met with a solid wall. Frowning, he opened his eyes and was indeed met with a solid wall where one side of his double bed should be. Not only that, but the hand against the wall looked wrong. His still tired brain couldn’t quite process what he was seeing; he could’ve sworn his hand looked larger and darker than it should have, but that wasn’t possible. 

The strangeness only continued when he went to roll out of the other side of the bed and stand up. His whole body felt heavier as he swung his legs off the edge of the bed and looked around the room. This room definitely wasn’t his. Everything from the sports posters on the walls to the tank tops and jock straps covering the floor was wrong, and that was if he ignored that the size and layout of the room was also wrong. He hadn’t been drinking last night; it had just been the usual Haversford family game night; tacos and an intense game of Monopoly that’d he ended up losing to his mother wouldn’t lead to whatever was happening now.

He stood, swaying slightly at the unfamiliar weight he was somehow carrying as he made his way over to the large mirror that covered what must be the wardrobe. What he saw there was not what he had expected. Instead of the usual average white guy, Nathan was met with bulging muscle and dark skin.

It wasn’t until he checked the phone he found by the bed an hour later that he found out what was actually going on. Thankfully, it had unlocked with his fingerprint, but he had to wrestle with it for several minutes to switch the language over to English from whatever it had been before. The local news websites, which to his relief his phone could translate, were all talking about an event being called ‘The Great Shift’. Apparently, it was some cosmic phenomenon that scientists had been warning about, one that randomly swapped people into different bodies. That would certainly go a long way to explaining things for Nathan; he was in someone else’s body in a totally different part of the world. And to make it worse, he was stuck not knowing the language. This wasn’t going to be easy. 

~~~

Nathan had been right that very first day. It hadn’t been easy for him, or anyone else caught up in The Great Shift. With all the chaos, many people were simply stranded in their new lives with no way back to who they used to be. 

For Nathan, that had meant he spent a lot of time at the gym working out his new body. He wasn’t sure about it at first, but he felt bad not looking after the stranger's body when he didn’t know how long he’d be in it. So he stumbled his way through the gym five days a week. Thankfully, his body seemed to remember the routine well enough, because despite the feeling of dread when he walked in that first time, he found it went a lot better than he expected it to. 

He grew to like the gym a lot over the weeks. Not only did the burn as he lifted and pushed his new body to its limits feel good, but he didn’t have to worry about talking to anyone. The language barrier was still very much a thing for Nathan, one he’d basically given up on getting over. He had quite the surprise when he found out his new body was some type of model, but once he realised all he had to do was stand around and look hot, he’d breathed a sigh of relief. Between that and working out, he didn’t need to worry about communicating all that much, so beyond the basics he was glad to not have to worry about learning a whole new language. 

~~~

It had been around three weeks for Nathan when he found himself working out in the gym one afternoon when someone caught his attention. Usually, he didn’t pay too much attention to the others when he was working out, but this guy was clearly struggling. He had an impressive body, there was no doubt about that, but quite obviously didn’t know how to use it. Someone else caught up in the shift?

He wasn’t going to do anything, but he couldn’t help but feel bad for the guy. Nathan sighed as he set his own weights down and hurried over to the guy whose ass he couldn’t help but stare at. When he got there, he wordlessly started correcting the man’s form with the bar he was using to do squats; he wasn’t bothered to try and talk to him, especially if he was correct about this being another shift victim. 

There was an understanding and gratefulness in the hunk’s eyes when Nathan gave him a nod to continue, slight corrections made to his posture and grip on the bar as the guy went through his next set.

He was far better this time than the set Nathan had watched from afar, so much so that by the time he set the bar back down on the rack Nathan gave him a friendly slap on the shoulder and a thumbs up. The stranger returned the friendly gesture with a wide grin and said what Nathan understood meant ‘thank you’ in whatever country he had ended up in. Perhaps this was the beginning of a new friendship for him?

Kelly - Mother

To say Kelly wasn’t a morning person was an understatement. She had trouble sleeping on a normal day, so when she woke up feeling slightly odd that morning, she just chalked it up to a bad night as always. Between the lack of sleep and no coffee, it was hardly a surprise that she hadn’t noticed the major difference in her body, even as she stumbled through the unfamiliar room towards the bathroom. It was roughly similar in layout to the one she was used to, so her tired brain still navigated towards where she needed to go to start off her usual morning routine of showering whilst her husband made coffee. 

Something about the bathroom felt off as Kelly walked in, but not enough for her to notice anything majorly wrong yet. It wasn’t until the water was running and she stepped inside that she noticed what was wrong. Her body felt wrong as strangely large hands roamed over it, bigger and thicker than she remembered. It was nothing like it should be. She looked down and had to throw a hand over her mouth to stifle the scream that she almost let out at the sight of what was hanging between her legs.

She had a cock, and not just any cock either. Long and thick and dark, with hairy balls that hung behind it to match. A quick exploration of the rest of her body confirmed what she had seen; her breasts were gone, replaced by hard bulging pecs that matched the rest of her now massive frame. And she was darker all over too, a rich tone that wasn’t even close to the tan she had been working on. 

Shower forgotten, she climbed out and picked up the nearest towel. She had instinctively gone to wrap it around her chest, but soon realised that would be a lot harder now, so opted for her waist instead, like her husband usually did. 

There was no denying it. By some strange twist of reality, there was a man looking back at her from out of the mirror. And now she was getting hard at the sight of him- “Oh shit.” She said in her new deeper voice when she realised she was getting turned on; the towel wouldn’t cover her up much longer at this rate. The sound of her own voice did nothing to help the growing hardness that was threatening to break free of the hastily tied towel, the unmistakably male voice shot right through her, not that her body fit that pronoun right now. 

~~~

Initially, Kelly refused to leave the house, too worried about being seen. But after several days of her self-imposed isolation, she hadn’t been able to avoid the news of what had happened. Some Great Shift that did the same to many other people as it had done to her. There was a comfort in the knowledge that she wasn’t the only one that had woken up in a different country in a new body, a body she still refused to acknowledge to touch if she didn’t have to. She worried for her family though, deeply. She didn’t have the first idea of how to contact them. After all, even if she called the house, there was no way of knowing whether they’d been switched too, and if they had, then she’d never be able to find them. 

It took the pre-prepared food in the fridge running out for her to venture outside for the first time. Clearly whoever’s body this was took good care of himself. Meal prepping several days in advance had given Kelly an excuse to not need to leave. It had been a surprise just how much this body could eat, almost double what she was used to. She counted herself lucky that she was a good cook and had a decent memory. She had no idea how much someone like this guy needed to eat, so relying on what she remembered from the past few days, meals would have to suffice. 

There were still a few things, however, that she still couldn’t bring herself to do. No matter how many mornings she woke up with her cock rock hard between her legs, she couldn’t give her body the sexual relief it needed. It felt like a line she couldn’t cross, not without admitting to herself that she really was a man now. Then there was working out. This body needed it, but every time she’d got his gym stuff together and ready to go she chickened out, too worried about making a fool of herself before she even attempted to set foot inside. 

~~~

Two weeks passed with the same routine of feeding her body and avoiding anything else. She tried her hardest to keep her identity separate from the man she saw in the mirror. The mental separation between body and mind was the only thing keeping her from relenting. It was always there in the back of her mind, that need to give in, jerk off and just accept the new masculinity for what it was. 

It took another week before she caved. 

There was no particular reason for it, but one morning she woke up, hard as always, and just went for it without thinking. Large hand wrapped around her length, hard fast strokes as orgasm built rapidly. It took seconds. Seconds before balls pulled tight and cum flooded out of her cock in blissful waves. HIS cock. She couldn’t keep up the idea that she was a woman now when she’d just done that. Maybe it was the weeks of feeling it there that had led to the unprompted jerk off session, but there was no going back now. At least for now, Kelly was a man. 

The long, prolonged trip to the gym came later that day. If Kelly was going to do this, she, he, was going to do it right. And that included taking care of this body properly. The only issue was, despite this body knowing what it was doing, Kelly didn’t. The exercises came easily enough, but they were harder than he knew this body should find them. 

He was halfway through his second set of squats when Kelly felt a set of hands against his hips. With the weight he was holding, he didn’t have time to look to see who it was, but he could feel the guy adjusting his form with every rep. He was grateful for the help, and he tried to show as much at the end of the set with a friendly smile and an awkward ‘thank you’. He’d been so focused on denying the reality of being a man for the time being he hadn't even thought about learning whatever the local language was, besides the odd phrase like ‘hello’ and ‘thank you’ that had come up often enough on his few trips outside for him to recognise. 

Whoever this guy was, he had been nice enough to lend a hand and was gorgeous too. Kelly felt bad for being attracted to someone that wasn’t his husband, but who knows how long this would go on for? And this body clearly liked the guy too; he still wasn’t used to having his arousal so clearly on display now he had a cock.

3 months later…

Nathan and Kelly had hit it off better than either had expected. Communication was still difficult for the pair; both assumed the other didn’t speak English, and that barrier had kept them from finding out each other’s former identities. It hadn’t been all bad, though. As they’d become more immersed, they had both picked up enough of the language to hold basic conversations. Nathan had understood enough to know Kelly hadn’t been a man before this, and he was all too happy to show the new man all the ways around a male body when the pair had inevitably given in to their attraction to each other. They had only grown closer as the weeks passed, their romantic attraction unknowingly built on top of the bond that neither knew already existed. They worked out together almost every day, hung out together; Kelly even helped Nathan with his meal prep to keep their borrowed bodies in peak physical condition. 

A news broadcast one morning ‌shattered the almost blissful few months they had spent together, as blissful as they could be given the circumstances. It was an update on The Great Shift, the now infamous event that had thrown the world into chaos. 

“Fuck!” Kelly shouted as it finally became clear what the presenter had been trying to communicate. There was no going back, no way of reversing the shift and returning to who they used to be. “My only chance of seeing them again…” He muttered as he turned away from the TV.

Nathan frowned. That had been English, right? He wasn’t hearing things? “Wait, did you just speak English?” He asked, unable to hide the hopeful edge to his voice. 

Kelly whirled around, eyes wide as he nodded furiously. “Yeah, it was! Did we really never think of trying that?” He chuckled. 

Nathan moved closer, arms rested over the other man’s shoulders. “We’re idiots, total idiots.” He grinned. Only moments later, that grin softened when he remembered what Kelly had said to cause the revelation. “What did you mean your last chance? Family?”

Kelly nodded solemnly. “Husband, son and daughter. I know we’ve got to make the best of it, and it’s been fun, but I can’t help but miss them, you know?” Kelly sighed, but there was a wistful smile on his face. “Derek and I had been together since he spilled half a bottle of wine over me at a dinner party, trying to show off and open it with some fancy sword, only to shatter it completely.” 

Alarm raced through Nathan. He knew that story. He’d heard it thousands of times. Nathan leapt away from Kelly as if he’d been burnt; that was the story of how his parents met after all. “Wait, mom??” 

Kelly frowned. “Nathan? Nathan Haversford?” He questioned, voice hesitant as he let his eyes roam over his supposed son’s body. 

Nathan could barely bring himself to nod in response, too stunned to do anything else. 

Kelly couldn’t figure out how to react. On the one hand, he was overjoyed to see his son again, but embarrassed as hell at everything that had happened between them in the last three months. They had grown close and had a lot of hot sex, and Nathan had been so good at helping Kelly adjust to the new male body. Kelly had even become used to it, the cock between his legs left like it belonged there now. 

“This is all too weird.” Kelly said after a couple of moments of tense silence passed between them.

Nathan scoffed. “You can say that again. All this time I’ve been helping my mother adjust to being a muscled, gym obsessed dude. Fuck.”

“You did a pretty good job of it.” Kelly said with a shrug. “I’ve, umm, kind of enjoyed this time as a man. Didn’t think I would but…” He trailed off, unwilling to finish what he was saying.

Nathan hadn’t been able to stop staring. All this time, all the gym sessions and the long nights fucking, that had all been with his mother. But was the man in front of him and the woman who raised him really the same person? There were obviously similarities sure, but Kelly had grown so much in the last few months. He carried himself with more confidence than he’d previously had, embraced being called a man even. And now they were stuck this way, maybe it was time to move on from who they’d been before.

He took a step forward, then another. He knew what he was doing was a bad idea, but as he reached out and rested his arms over Kelly’s shoulders, he thought maybe this was a bad idea they would both actually enjoy. “Well if you’re enjoying it, maybe we should continue?”

“We can’t really do this, can we?” Kelly said, nervous but aroused as their lips drifted closer together. 

“I mean, you heard them on the news, we’re never going back to who we used to be. I’m not Nathan, and you’re definitely not Kelly. We’re not related anymore, not Haversford’s. Now we’re just two hot black studs and have been for months now.” With that said, Nathan closed the distance; their lips crashed together in a fierce kiss. 

Kelly was hesitant at first, he let his son kiss him without returning it. But as the seconds passed, he thought about how enjoyable the last few months had actually been, and how good the lips against his own felt. “Fuck it. Goodbye Kelly.” He whispered against the other man’s lips before he slid his arms down to wrap around his new lover’s waist. Was this a mistake? Probably. But it’s not like either of them could do anything about the situation now. 

To be continued…

Not Planning Things Through

“R-right now!?” Hank held up his hand. “Wait! Don’t you—” But he could already feel the growth running through him. The average built college student was rapidly undergoing a transformation. Instantly every part of him started to bulk up. His arms doubled in size. Muscle built upon muscle to give him massive biceps that bodybuilders would dream of. It was the same with his triceps. With the lightest of flexes, a strong horseshoe shape bulged from behind his arm.

Each one of his fingers grew to be able to hold heavier weight. His shoulders grew incredibly broad and round while his chest pushed far out in front of him. Underneath them, his abs formed 6 thick blocks. Each one defined without even flexing.

It was the same with his legs as they bulged with muscle and power. His quads grew to unbelievable proportions while his ass pushed far out behind him. yet, he still maintained a thin waist. Pants would be a problem as each of his legs was far thicker than the average man, and the thinness of his waist would make it hard to find any that would fit him properly.

Hank glared at his friend. “Now what am I supposed to do about clothes?” He quickly grabbed a sheet off his bed to cover him up. Their dorm room was pretty small, but they still had that.

Matt pulled up his phone and started typing. “Done. You never wore clothes before. Now you don’t need them at all.” His smile widened as he watched the sheet fall from Hank’s hands. The cock he’d been covering up was amazing. Thick and long, running halfway down Hank’s thick leg.

“I guess you’re right…” Hank felt the second set of memories taking over. He could remember walking around proudly in the nude in his less than stellar form. Now there was definitely no reason to cover up. His hands naturally started to explore the muscles over his chest. It felt so normal but different. Never had he had such firm and large pecs to run his hands across. Nor had he ever felt the power held tightly in his biceps. Each muscle was firm and strong. Even as he gripped them, they barely moved. Blood pumped faster through his body, filling his hardening cock. What already looked large, only grew as it pointed directly at Matt. “Now those frat guys won’t know what hit them. You think it’ll work?”

“D-dude! Of course it’ll work,” Matt stammer. His free hand was absentmindedly rubbing his own penis as he looked up and down the other man. “I made you so sexy that straight guys wouldn’t be able to say no to you.”

“Oh?” Hank raised an eyebrow.

“Now I just have to do me and we can—”

“No,” Hank said. Matt stopped typing in his phone. A grin appeared on his handsome face. He watched as Matt’s fingers tried to touch his phone’s screen but couldn’t seem to do so.

“Wh-what do you mean no?”

“I don’t think you need to change. Actually, you don’t want to change,” Hank said. He watched as Matt’s eyes shifted back and forth. Clearly trying to deny that he didn’t want to change. They had agreed to change together. To go to the frat party and steal all the girls. But Hank was feeling something different. “Give me your phone.” Hank held out his hand.

Matt struggled as he gave Hank the phone. “But—”

“But what? You wouldn’t want to show up this body, would you?” Hank threw up a flex watching his muscles bulge. Matt’s eyes followed perfectly as his mouth hung slightly agape. His head shook side to side at the inference. “Of course not. I can already see how much you want to feel these hard muscles.” Matt slowly nodded. His hands reached out but paused. “Go on. Don’t keep me waiting,” Hank ordered.

Matt flung himself into Hank’s body. His hands landed on his firm chest, groping it. “Oh gawd…” he moaned. It was deep and sensual. A long breath escaped him as though he’d been holding it for a long time. Matt’s hands continued to rub against the other man’s smooth skin.

“That’s it,” Hank goaded. “You feel more turned on than you ever have.” Matt couldn’t say no to the implication. His body reacted and he could feel his cock throbbing in his shorts. Hank smirked as he watched the desperation to please him from Matt only seemed to grow. Matt’s body started to rub up against him, almost as though to obey the command to the absolute best of his ability. “Alright,” Hank placed his hand on top of Matt’s head. “Do you want to suck my cock?”

Slowly, Matt nodded. “But… I’ve never done it before…”

Hank bellowed out a laugh. “It’s alright buddy,” he said. “I can fix that.” He pulled out Matt’s phone and pulled up the Chronivac. “Just go ahead and get started.” Matt’s hands slid down his firm muscles as he dropped down to his knees. His mouth hung open as he tried to lick at the thick cock pointed at him.

It took a moment but he felt like he was starting to get the hang of it. Matt’s lips kissed the head of Hank’s penis and then opened around it as he slid it inside his mouth. “That’s it,” Hank moaned. The grip of his hand tightened around the back of Matt’s head. “Keep—Going—”

The unexpected compliment, followed by the encouraging touch, sent Matt over. He couldn’t believe how good it felt to please another man. His body couldn’t help itself as it finished faster than Matt had ever before. Yet, he still had a mission. Hank’s firm hand still laid on the back of his head as he suckled on the thick cock inside his mouth. His lips slid back and forth, sending the cock to the back of his throat.

“Soooo gooood…” Hank praised.

Matt felt his body jerk again. His eyes went wide. His fingers clawed at the ground. ‘I finished again?!’ But he knew he had as it started to drip down his own leg. And somehow it felt even better than before. He let out a moan as he continued to suck on the rod inside his mouth. Never in his life did Matt think it would feel this good to please another man, but right now he couldn’t stop. Each moan exuded by Hank set him off just a little more. He could already feel his cock hardening again while Hank’s throbbed inside his mouth.

Each lick set the big muscular man just a little closer to the edge. Hank’s strong hands squeezed tightly as though to hold it off as long as possible. But it was getting to be too much. His body jerked several times, fucking the inside of his roommate’s mouth. Yet, Matt swallowed the massive loads with an untold amount of greed. “That’s a good boy,” Hank praised again.

For a third time, Matt unloaded in his shorts. He couldn’t help it. Each compliment just seemed to set him off. The strong commanding nature of Hank’s voice was far sexier than he even imagined possible. Though, his body fell after the experience. It was too much. His body had never experienced such sexual bliss. And he almost felt like his body was going to force him in a round 4.

“That’s alright,” Hank made sure his friend didn’t hit the dorm room floor too hard. Then picked him up. “You can rest. I’ll go have enough fun with the frat guys for the two of us.” He waved the Chronivac in his hand as he turned the lights off and left their room.

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I hated going back home especially when that Swap Satellite hit my hometown. My sister was hit by it and when she came back she was this hunk of a man. At first she was the same with being meek and somewhat of a pushover but as time passed she got more assertive and dominant showing off her body and newfound strength and comparing herself to my dad and I. 

Lately she’s been bringing men over and is always loud when they go to her room and we can’t do anything about it since she now more or less owns the house. I do hope she snaps out of it and calms down.